Master's Fascinating And Valiant Wife

The auction is not anything else, but - women!

The title says, what kind of woman do you want to have, charming? erotogenic? lovely? Pure? Enchanting?

——At 8 o'clock tomorrow night, the color bar, the visual feeling moves with you, and everything meets your needs.

Sell yourself, auction yourself?

She thought she would never do this!

But Mo Wan forgot.

No one wants to go to this step. What can you do if reality forces you here?

Looking at the two lines of bright and dazzling advertising words, don't pull your eyes and move.

Even a living person can auction so ruthlessly. This is the world of the rich!

While still sighing, there was a vibration from the mobile phone. She picked it up and put it in her ear: "hello?"

"Miss Mo, the employer called and said to go cleaning now. Do you have any questions?"

"Ah, now?" Mo was stunned. He put the leaflet into his bag and nodded his head: "well, please send me the address."

When he got the address and key, he hurried there.

When she opened the door, the pure white carpet made her look out of place. After the shoe bag was put on, she went in.

The villa is big.

There are huge and bright French windows, rotating stairs, wine cabinets and even fitness rooms.

There is a touch of luxury in the low-key, with incomparable style, and it is like a man's hardness.

She began to work, cleaning the glass, cabinet, floor, sofa, meticulous.

These jobs used to be done at home, so they have long been skilled.

After putting the sheets on the big bed, all the work will be cut off.

After checking carefully again, he was ready to leave.

But the moment the door opened, she was stunned and stood there like a statue.

Because I saw that man!

He was wearing a black silk shirt with an open collar and a bronze chest. He held a black medium long coat on his left arm and exuded dignity all over his body.

Pei Yihuan was also slightly stunned, and his eyes narrowed immediately: "is it you?"

He hasn't recovered yet. Mo Wan is still in his place.

Staring blankly, the body couldn't stop shaking slightly.

How can the world be so small?

"What's your purpose?" Pei Yihuan said in a deep voice, staring at the woman.

After returning to her mind, she repressed the emotions in her heart, and her heart was still beating: "I don't understand... What you're talking about, I just came to... Be a cleaner..."

If I had known he was the one to do the cleaning.

Kill her, she won't come!

He looked at her with deep eyes, innocent and clear.

Pulled a sneer, mocked and satirized:

"The first time is to sell, the second time is to play hard to get. This time you sent it to the door. You can't wait to climb into a man's bed, huh?"

"What the hell do you mean?" Mo held hands and clenched them involuntarily.

"Don't understand?"

Pei Yihuan's mockery in the depths of his eyes became more and more intense: "so you want me to go to you?"

"You --"

Pei Yihuan was angry at his words and wanted to spit blood: "don't deceive people too much!"

Pei Yihuan smiled coldly and felt incredible about her complaint: "standing in my room and saying I deceived too much, didn't you find out the situation?"

With his fist clenched, Pei Yihuan stared at him angrily:

"It's you who didn't find out the situation. I said I came to be a cleaner. This is my situation. What do you want?"

"You should ask yourself..."

Pei Yihuan raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "follow me all the time. What's the purpose..."

Mo Wan increased his voice: "I said I came to be a cleaner, that's all!"

"That's all?"

Pei Yihuan disdains cold hum.

Take a step forward, and the solid chest is almost close to Mo Wan's heart.

Bend over, squeeze her chin with one hand, force her to raise her head, and the tip of Yingting's nose is gently attached to the tip of her small nose.

Suddenly, he kissed.

"Well..."

The sudden move made Mo jump arm in arm.

Panic, pull his black shirt, twist and struggle.

Ignoring her resistance, he just kissed her heavily.

A hoarse and abnormal voice overflowed: "your taste is very beautiful. I'm happy to love you again as you wish, but your non-standard means don't have to play in front of me, understand?"

When he didn't notice, don't bite heavily on his lip and frown fiercely:

"Bah! I think you not only don't understand the situation, but also arrogant. Unless I'm out of my mind, I'll want you to fuck me. It's rude and rude, and your skills are not very good!"

His eyes suddenly narrowed, and Pei Yihuan slowly leaned forward and approached her.

Man, there is absolutely no doubt! Especially in some ways!

He moved back nervously. Mo swallowed his saliva and looked at him in fear.

Men's eyes are red... Naked. It's obvious that they want to tear her apart and fall down

Finally realizing the danger, she swallowed her saliva and said weakly, "just... Can I take those words as if I didn't say them?"

"What do you think?"

His words were so cold that his eyes stared at her coldly.

The memory is greasy, smooth and soft, and the eyes are dull.

"Why are you so serious about this issue? I'm really just talking nonsense!" she was anxious and afraid, avoiding his approach.

Pei Yihuan said, "this problem doesn't need to be more serious. As a man, which problem should be more serious, huh?"

Don't regret it!

It's like lifting a stone and hitting yourself in the foot.

When he was in a panic, a burst of footsteps came, and Owen got out of the elevator with a hot and tall woman in his arms.

After sweeping the approaching figure, Pei Yihuan straightened up.

He resumed his indifference: "no matter what your purpose is, it's best to stop here. Otherwise, the price you pay is not what you can bear. My patience is limited!"

Mo Wan finally breathed a sigh of relief when the powerful atmosphere of oppression left,

"Go!"

Indifferently dropped a word, and then glanced at the sexy woman in Owen's arms, Pei Yihuan flashed a touch of disgust in his eyes: "you too!"

Owen looked at Bo Hanchuan with great dissatisfaction: "Hey, don't be so miserable and inhuman!"

Ignoring Owen and Mo Wan, he walked towards the room.

Mo Wan bit his lower lip, struggling and hesitating for a moment.

Then he pulled Pei Yihuan's shirt in one hand.

With a smile on her face, she carefully asked, "what, when will the salary be paid, and ah, can I advance it?"

Long legs stopped. Pei Yihuan said impolitely, "so short of money?"

"Lack, very lack, super invincible lack!"

"Five million, it's over so soon?"

Don't bite your lower lip and don't speak.